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Chapter 763 - 763 763 Luxurious Late Night Snack!

763: Chapter 763 Luxurious Late Night Snack!

Close the Door, Beat the Dog!

763: Chapter 763 Luxurious Late Night Snack!

Close the Door, Beat the Dog!

Tang Xiao was furious, her anger palpable even through the phone.

“Such a tyrannical CEO, how dare he engage in such deception?”

She had kindly and considerately planned for the welfare of children, providing various preferential subsidies.

And what was the result?

It had given these scum an opportunity to use their power for personal gain.

In the past, who knows how many kickbacks they had received for various infrastructure projects.

Now, substituting inferior goods and encroaching on the children’s nutrition subsidies wasn’t enough for them—they still had the gall to create various excuses to demand more money.

What do you call a complete loss of morality and insatiable greed?

The vile and greedy nature of these four human scum was fully exposed.

So…

“They must be dealt with tonight!”

The six chilling words from Tang Xiao carried a murderous intent.

Wu Jie comforted her, “Don’t worry, I won’t let them get away with it.

However, dealing with those four is a minor issue; the key is to find a practical solution to effectively prevent the loving care projects from becoming a money-making opportunity for some.”

Tang Xiao said, “I’ll think of a way, and your task for tonight is to give those four a good thrashing.

Record it on video if you can.

I want everyone in other welfare institutes to see—whoever dares to use their power for personal gain, I will not let them off easily!”

After hanging up the phone, Wu Jie checked the time.

“Get Wang and the others to go to the market and bring back some ‘props’!”

Yu Hui instinctively wanted to ask, but quickly understood what ‘props’ meant.

Upon dialing the number, Yu Hui issued his orders.

“Go to the market right now, whether you buy them or rummage through the garbage bins!”

“Whatever it is—rotten, spoiled, expired, gather all sorts of vegetables, fruits, and meats!”

After giving the instructions, Yu Hui sneakily glanced at Wu Jie.

“You, go find a hot pot restaurant that can be booked for the night; I want to treat them to a late-night meal!”

Wu Jie said calmly.

Yu Hui nodded again and again, knowing what Wu Jie was planning.

He got out of the car and immediately started searching around the teahouse while also calling his colleagues.

Don’t forget to buy expired soy sauce, rice vinegar, milk, and the like.

Having picked a relatively secluded and not so successful hot pot restaurant, Yu Hui managed to convince the owner to close early for just a thousand yuan.

Once everything was prepared, he hurried back to the teahouse.

He found that Wu Jie was no longer in the car and after circling the area, he realized that Wu Jie had actually entered the air-conditioned mahjong room.

However, he wasn’t fighting with Ninth Master and the others; instead, they were chatting and laughing as if long-lost old friends had reunited.

What was going on?

Yu Hui didn’t go into the teahouse to interfere but instead got back into the car to ‘eavesdrop’ a bit.

Rushing in unprepared and unfamiliar with the situation would make it too easy to blow his cover.

After putting on his headphones, Yu Hui couldn’t help but laugh.

It turned out…

Wu Jie had lied that he was a subcontractor with friends working at the strong construction company in Handong City.

The same company that won the public bid to repair the welfare institute’s dining hall, dormitories, and playground.

During the initial construction, he had used his company’s name to contract some minor works like electrical and water installations.

Knowing that Dean Kong and the others were entertaining here, he made a special trip to offer them a late-night meal as a thank you.

“Truly worthy of Mr.

Wu!

His deeply emotional performance is really too good!”

“With a satchel around his waist, his portrayal of a subcontractor is truly convincing and lively!”

“But…

his local dialect is so fluent; could it be that he has been to Handong City before?”

Yu Hui harbored doubts in his mind but didn’t overthink it.

After all, it was only a four-hour journey from Handong City to Tianyuan City by high-speed rail plus car.

What if he had classmates from Handong City?

Moreover, there were many migrant workers from Handong City, and there were quite a few people from Handong working in Tianyuan.

At this moment.

The colleague who had been waiting in the hot pot restaurant ahead of time called.

“Boss, the owner has a problem, he says we brought our own ingredients, so we need to pay more!”

Yu Hui snorted coldly,

“Give him an extra two thousand, and tell him not to come back before midnight!”

“Also, seal everything in bags first, don’t fucking show any flaws as soon as you enter the store…”

After giving instructions, he hung up the phone and Yu Hui casually checked the time.

It was only nine in the evening.

Seemingly a bit early for a midnight snack at this time!

But you couldn’t overrule Wu Jie’s persuasive and eloquent nature!

Plus, with the identity and persona of a construction foreman, familiar with many projects inside the welfare institute.

It was indeed quite deceptive, making it difficult for others to suspect his real identity.

Furthermore, Wu Jie had prepared a lot of rare ingredients, specially purchased from outside the area.

As a result…

Four greedy scumbags didn’t hesitate at all and agreed to have hot pot first.

After all, they played mahjong together every day, so it wasn’t a big deal tonight.

Seeing the scumbags getting up, Yu Hui quickly removed the laser bugging device and quickly tidied up inside the car.

He started the SUV, which roared off to the front of the tea house.

The hot pot restaurant wasn’t far, and it was a seven-seater Toyota Prado SUV.

Wu Jie offered to cover transport, and Ninth Master immediately got on, opting not to ride his electric bike.

Dean Kong couldn’t be bothered to call his driver to bring the Audi either, as fewer people meant more rare ingredients for himself.

Once Wu Jie and the others were in the car, Yu Hui floored the gas pedal, heading straight for the hot pot restaurant.

Before they even arrived at the restaurant, Ninth Master suddenly laughed and said,

“Eh!

Isn’t this Old Zhu’s hot pot place?

The taste isn’t bad, pity about the remote location!”

“As long as it tastes good, I’m indeed a bit hungry after playing mahjong for two hours!”

As soon as the car stopped, the fat and bloated Director Miao immediately yanked the door open and was the first to jump out.

With her weight of around a hundred and eighty pounds, the SUV shook when she alighted.

“What rare ingredients, Mr.

Wu?

You really made it quite mysterious!”

Chief Yu, with a sly smile, got out of the car, but like Director Miao, didn’t go into the restaurant first.

Instead, they stood aside, waiting for Dean Kong to get out.

“Let’s go, the sooner we finish eating, the sooner we can return to playing mahjong!”

Wu Jie gestured invitingly with a big smile.

“Wu, you really put a lot of thought into this!”

Dean Kong walked with his head high and hands behind his back, smiling and with a commanding leadership air.

Wu Jie smiled without saying a word, and after all four scumbags entered the store, he gave Yu Hui a look.

Whoosh~

The rolling shutter door was suddenly pulled down, the sound was startling, and it scared Dean Kong and the others.

“Don’t panic, don’t panic, we’ll enjoy the rare ingredients with the doors closed, so nobody else sees!”

Wu Jie pressed down in the air with his hand to soothe the four scumbags while leading them to their seats.

After Yu Hui pulled the rolling shutter down, he gave a signal to the two colleagues.

One person guarded the kitchen alone while another approached the front door, thus adopting a “close the door to beat the dog” stance.

After Dean Kong and the others settled in, they noticed small bags tied up on a side shelf.

“These are the rare ingredients you mentioned, Wu Jie?”

Chief Yu asked with boundless curiosity.

His eyes were filled with greedy anticipation.

“Yeah!

But we have to wait for the oil in the pot to boil so it’s delicious when blanched!”

Saying so, Wu Jie lit the gas stove.

The flames rose, cooking an oily pot filled with spices like chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, green onions, ginger, and garlic.

“What on earth are you planning to feed us?

Can’t we just take a look now?”

Director Miao, as round as a pig, could hardly wait to tear open the bags.

“Don’t rush, Director Miao, if you open these ingredients ahead of time, they’ll lose their flavor!”

Yu Hui came over with a grin, offering Dean Kong and the other two some cigarettes.

He smoked Zhonghua cigarettes himself, which were not particularly high-end.

But if Wu Jie were handing out cigarettes, at Liqun Fuchun Mountain Residence…

wouldn’t that be a giveaway?

“Wow!

I’ve never heard of ingredients that can’t be opened ahead of time.

What kind of delicacy is it exactly?”

Ninth Master squinted his eyes and asked with a smile.

“The oil is almost boiling; you’ll know very soon!”

As he spoke, Wu Jie brought over a tray.

“Everyone, go ahead and mix your dipping sauces!

Green onions, coriander, butter… help yourselves according to your tastes!”

No sooner had Wu Jie finished speaking than Ninth Master was the first to stand up and grab a small bowl.

“Of course, I’ll mix for Dean Kong.

I know your tastes the best!”

This face smeared with flattery made Director Miao and Chief Yu snicker endlessly.

But they didn’t say much more, clearly accustomed to such behavior.

“Wu Jie, make a dipping sauce for yourself and join us!”

Dean Kong sat in the seat of honor, his official air quite strong, as befits a dean!

“I’m not in a hurry.

Let them go first!”

Wu Jie chuckled.

“If you’re so thoughtful, I might consider giving you construction projects at the welfare institute in the future!”

Saying so cheerfully, Dean Kong suddenly frowned, “Right, do you have a business card?”

“Just a small contractor, what business card could I possibly have, but I do have your number…”

Wu Jie hadn’t finished speaking when the oil in the pot boiled.

The scent of spicy and fresh ingredients quickly wafted through the air, accompanied by waves of heat, making it feel almost like basking by a fire.

“Gosh, this wave of heat upon my face, it’s indeed hot!

Old Zhu is also stingy, not even willing to install air conditioning!”

Ninth Master handed Dean Kong his dipping sauce, then went to turn on the ceiling fan.

“You sit, I’ll turn it on!”

Yu Hui cheerfully went to switch on the ceiling fan.

Meanwhile, Wu Jie carried the tray with the condiments over to a nearby table.

He pulled up a chair to sit down and pointed towards the small shelf.

“Now that the oil is boiling, let’s start dipping and eating the hot pot!”

Wu Jie said, eyes slightly squinting with a smile.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Director Miao immediately twisted his hefty waist and reached out to open the top bag on the shelf.

In an instant!

It was as if he had been electrocuted, his whole body shuddering once.

His eyes bulged out as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

The gaping maw opened even wider, as if it could fit an entire fist.

“What’s the matter, you look like you’ve never seen seafood before…”

Chief Yu peered over for a glance and immediately turned ashen-faced, stunned into silence.

“Let me have a look, what kind of delicacy is this supposed to be!”

Ninth Master stood up, leaned forward, and peeked over, stooped and curious.

In an instant!

Ninth Master’s face changed.

Dean Kong glanced sideways, his nose twitched slightly, and his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

“Motherfucker, what’s this stinky pile of rotten vegetables?

What sort of rare ingredient is this supposed to be?”

Director Miao exploded in rage, grabbing the plastic bag and tossing it to the ground.

And Chief Yu, by his side, immediately started opening the other bags.

A foul stench assaulted their nostrils!

Straight from the trash bin, rotten vegetables, radishes, potatoes, bell peppers, onions…

all sorts were present.

The smells mixed together, making it simply nauseating.

And underneath the shelves, the other bags reeked even more.

Fish and meat discarded by market vendors, and frozen chicken wings and chicken feet that had turned black and emitted a sour stench.

Beef tripe, duck intestines, fatty beef, eels…

although they had it all, it was all rotten and spoiled.

At the very bottom of the shelf, they even found a large bag of ‘good stuff’.

Expired yogurt thrown into the trash, three-no-brand vinegar, fruit that had started to rot…

At that moment.

Dean Kong’s complexion turned completely overcast to the extreme.

And Ninth Master, Chief Yu, and Director Miao were, of course, enraged to the utmost.

“Who the hell are you, inviting us to eat this crap?”

“You little bastard, who sent you?

Are you fucking tired of living?”

“Day of the dead little brat, you asking for it?”

All three were seething, ready to confront Wu Jie.

Cough, cough!!

Yu Hui coughed twice.

The colleagues guarding the kitchen and the front door immediately drew knives from behind them.

Though they were kitchen knives and boning knives from the kitchen, they were sufficient for stabbing someone.

“What does this mean, what are you trying to do, intimidate who?

Do you know who I am?

Fuck!!”

Ninth Master, with his bald head shining, grabbed a soy sauce bottle from the table and glared at Wu Jie with defiant swagger.

“You little bastard!

If you dare to mess around, I’ll call the police!!”

Director Miao turned deathly pale in fear, frantically searching for his bag and phone.

“Fuck!

If you’ve got the balls, just try touching me!”

Chief Yu was truly loyal, quickly taking a position next to Dean Kong, spreading his arms as if to protect him.

Wu Jie took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep inhale and blew out a smoke ring, then coldly sneered and persuaded:

“Director Miao, put down the phone!

Aren’t you hungry?

Hurry up and dig in!”

“With all these rare ingredients, isn’t it enough for the four of you to enjoy?”

“What the fuck are you standing around for?

Eat it, I said, EAT!!”

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